Chapter 5Rory woke with a start when Conall’s voice penetrated his sleep. The man wasn’t in his room, but he might as well have been, as loud as his, “Everyone up, and moving. We need to get this show on the road,” was.
Hearing Deke’s low, “Who the f**k put you in charge?” quickly stopped Rory from calling out, “Yes, Master.” Instead, he did as ordered, while he wondered where Conall had slept. When he and Molly had left the living room on their way to bed the previous night, Conall had been sprawled in one of the armchairs, his eyelids at half-mast while he insisted on watching the nightly news. Deke had shrugged before saying that he, for one, intended on getting a good night’s sleep.
Rory had agreed and herded his protesting sister upstairs, with Deke following a few moments later. “M
